Jilted To Jewel The Rejected Bride Rise Novels & Stories

“Jesus, Silas! What the hell?” He didn’t bother with pleasantries. “Bridget what did you do?” She blinked, genuinely startled. “What are you talking about?” “Don’t play dumb with me.” He stepped inside, looming over her. “Do you have an idea of what you had just done?” “I have no freaking clue that why I’m asking you, so tell me” Bridget replied. “I got rejected….Fidelia humiliated me in front of the entire restaurant. She fucking said No and then she walked out with another guy who turned out to be your fiancé.”

The air was fragrant with carefully chosen blooms, white lilies, crimson roses, and the delicate scent of jasmine carried on the breeze. Inside the bridal suite, Arla-Rosa adjusted the delicate lace of her gown, the fabric shimmering like morning dew. Her twins, Cassian and Celeste, peeked shyly from behind the door, their small hands clutching the satin ribbons that would hold the rings. “Mom, we have the rings!” Cassian whispered, his voice proud. Arla-Rosa laughed softly, kneeling to meet their eyes. “You both are very important today,” she said, her hands brushing Celeste’s hair. “Your job is the most crucial. Do you understand?” Celeste nodded vigorously, her small face set with solemni

Disgusting. Mireille asked Jasper to pick her up just to let him see how ugly she really was and humiliate her. “Well... I don’t have time to waste with you. You want your mother’s rundown company back, right? Tonight, in the grand hall of Diamond Palace Hotel, Jasper and I will be waiting for you. We’re holding your breakup ceremony,” Mireille sneered. “Raina, if you don’t show, you’ll never get that company back!” Raina had come back for two reasons: to find her missing son, and to reclaim her mother’s company.

in the most superior way possible, before instructing one of the other maids to stage me at the top of the stairs to be presented to Daniel and his family, like some kind of fucking show pony or something. I am then led to the top of the main stairs and the head maid places herself to my right as she takes my arm. I can hear music playing as I was being announced to the room by someone else. The head maid began to lead me down the stairs in a most dignified way. I didn't know what else to do, so I just tried to follow along as she led me down in perfect time to the music. Everyone gasped and ogled at me as I descended the stairs as elegantly as I could, but It still just feels like a death m

Kiara stood in front of the Altar, excited for the day she has waited all her life. Today, she'll officially become the wife of the guy that she had admired and loved all her life!. "Do you, Asher Huxley, accept Kiara Anderson, to be your lawfully wedded wife and to love her till the last days of your life?". An exciting smile appeared on Kiara's lips as she heard the words of the priest. "I reject you, Kiara Anderson". His voice was cold and his red coloured eyes, piercing as he rejected Kiara in front of the Altar before he left , leaving everybody stunned.

Before Rose finished speaking, the call ended. She stared at her phone. It took her a while to register what happened. She was stunned. Did he reject her? That thought left her feeling incredulous. "Hah! Fine. Very well …" Rose got angrier by the second. What was with his attitude? She was his sugar mommy! She wanted a refund! Meanwhile, Jonathan was in a "slightly cheaper" hotel with a "nice environment". He looked at the document he was holding. It contained information about Rose and Celeste Jewels. He did not expect his newly wedded wife to be the sole heir of Celeste Jewels.

She grabbed her water glass like it was a lifeline, brows raised in silent demand. Delilah spoke first, words strangling out. “So what exactly is the word, Zeden?” I set my fork down. Met both their eyes, then turned to Amber. “Bride.” The word landed clean and final. “My bride.” The glass slipped from Mother’s hand. It shattered against the floor in a spray of shards and water. Delilah swayed in her seat, face draining of color like someone had pulled a plug. And Amber—fuck, the shock on her face hit me harder than either of them.

## Chapter 2: The Gilded Cage The silk of the wedding gown felt heavy, cold, and entirely foreign against Vivian’s skin. Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bride's private suite, she stared at a stranger. The styling team her Uncle Richard hired had spent five grueling hours transforming her. Her long, dark hair was pinned up into an intricate, flawless chignon, and her face was meticulously painted to mimic Valerie’s sharp, haughty glamour. The heavy diamond necklace resting against her collarbone felt less like luxury and more like a shackle.

When he held me, his hand rested at the small of my back, thumb making slow, controlled circles—an assurance, not of affection, but of ownership. Applause rose as if cued. Grandma’s smile widened and her thumb hovered over an unseen screen. Marcella’s look, sharp as a scalpel, said plainly: you did what you were paid to do. Julian clapped Cassian’s shoulder with the intimacy of an ally presenting a trophy. <<< ✦ >>> The reception unfolded like a series of quiet transactions. “Enough ceremony!” Grandma announced, cloak of victory sweeping the room. She linked arms with Cassian. “The Riviera villa is booked. It is time to prepare them for the most impirtant part of the wedding. The bride depa

my mother yells, with a disappointed look on her face. “Can you please leave, please mom, please dad, just go, I know I'm stupid, you don't have to tell me again" “I was stupid to trust Daniel, to trust June, to trust the both of you, so please go" As my parents left, I slumped to the floor, with my gown and all. I loved this gown the first time I saw it in the wedding shop and now it was just a reminder. A reminder that all was lost. How long was I blind?, how long had they deceived me?. The pain was unbearable.